[The funny thing about this is, yeah, a lot of people are going to forget at least part of the night or the conversation. There are several people in the room who are Not drunk enough to forget, namely Ciel who's still stone-cold sober five drinks into the night, and Raven who prefers to have more of a mellow drunk than a full-blown frat-party-style meltdown. And Eve, who is quietly sitting off to the side with her hands in her lap.
Everyone else, though, yeah, that's questionable. Rena is reaching for a bowl of pretzels on the table while Rose sings a shaky rendition of Love Story on-stage, but Rose will be caught up on Vash being a mole-rat-cactus soon enough.
Karaoke is not about supporting your friends and their drunken attempts to dance. Karaoke is about grilling your friend's boyfriend about his secret identity as a mole-rat-cactus while people use singing country pop as an excuse to bail on the conversation. Karaoke is about how much of an ass you can make of yourself in front of the people you value most in the world.
Chung is the first to break the silence.]
No offense, Vash! But I don't think Ain can really have plastic for a boyfriend.
Ohhh, yes, he can. You've seen the toys in his closest.
Mr. Half-Demon!! [WHY ARE YOU CALLING HIM OUT IN FRONT OF HIS BOYFRIEND] They're silicone! [this is not helping his case.]
Dude? [Now it's Elesis's turn to nearly spill her drink.] The fake dicks in Ain's closet have nothing to do with the fact that his boyfriend photosynthesizes.
[Raven, meanwhile, has his head in his hand. Oh God. And Rose is going for another Taylor Swift song up there, hogging the fucking mic, so he's forced to be the voice of reason instead of bailing.] I don't think Vash is a mole rat or a literal plant, guys.
update: i lied this one is the dumbest
Everyone else, though, yeah, that's questionable. Rena is reaching for a bowl of pretzels on the table while Rose sings a shaky rendition of Love Story on-stage, but Rose will be caught up on Vash being a mole-rat-cactus soon enough.
Karaoke is not about supporting your friends and their drunken attempts to dance. Karaoke is about grilling your friend's boyfriend about his secret identity as a mole-rat-cactus while people use singing country pop as an excuse to bail on the conversation. Karaoke is about how much of an ass you can make of yourself in front of the people you value most in the world.
Chung is the first to break the silence.]
No offense, Vash! But I don't think Ain can really have plastic for a boyfriend.
Ohhh, yes, he can. You've seen the toys in his closest.
Mr. Half-Demon!! [WHY ARE YOU CALLING HIM OUT IN FRONT OF HIS BOYFRIEND] They're silicone! [this is not helping his case.]
Dude? [Now it's Elesis's turn to nearly spill her drink.] The fake dicks in Ain's closet have nothing to do with the fact that his boyfriend photosynthesizes.
[Raven, meanwhile, has his head in his hand. Oh God. And Rose is going for another Taylor Swift song up there, hogging the fucking mic, so he's forced to be the voice of reason instead of bailing.] I don't think Vash is a mole rat or a literal plant, guys.